Polymorphous by Anastasia Vorisek

I used to be the black cloud

hanging overhead,

but as it turned to sunshine

you started storming instead.

And when I became a fire

you put me out –

instead of giving me love

you gave me doubt.

Now I’m the dust

I grew you from

You were the seed

I planted all along.

And when you became

a beautiful tree

I decided it was time

to start watering me.

By Anastasia Voersek

IG: @anastasia.amy